User blog comment:Bartholomew Billberry Bowstring/Tavern of the Rusted Claw/@comment-3135907-20120218163144

Swisher looks at Ragfang. "Oi, there's a traitor right `ere!" The two guards who bothered Slank earlier rush forward at the ferret First Mate. Ragfang gulps and draws his cutlass. "Stay away, I ain't no traitor!" Swisher draws a dagger. "Oh yes yew are...We've got a warrant from Derklade. Traitor !"